I felt like an old lady as I climbed the stairs a few hours ago. Old lady, pooped, that is, because of my busy morning playing in the yard, starting with a new plant called Kangaroo Paw. Don't you just love that name, Kangaroo Paw? The Husband and I bought it yesterday, along with Jupiter's Beard, Sedum Album, and Wonga-Wonga Vine.
Don't those names simply appeal to your silliness? Jupiter's Beard. Kangaroo Paw. Sedum Album. Wonga-Wonga Vine. They ought to be featured in a poem or song. Anyone want to try?
I'm being distracted by what's coming out of the Husband's computer: the King Earl Boogie Band performing "... I've got my Plastic Jesus riding on the dashboard of my car..." The Mama kept a plastic Jesus-on-the cross on Eliza Do-alot's dashboard, which we think still rests in Eliza's glove compartment.
Drats. Where was I? We're supposed to have a few more days of rain, starting tomorrow, which is why I spent the morning finding homes for the Kangaroo Paw and cuttings from a geranium, yellow daisy, and a purple-white daisy. Like the plants, I enjoyed feeling the sun bubbles.
MOLLY'S MONDAY #17
I missed my chance to hang out in the front yard again. Miaooooo.
Missus Lady closed the front door while I was waiting for Hero Man to give me the second half of my breakfast. If only, they'd let me have my breakfast all at once. Miao.
My humans have this bizarre routine for my first meal of the day: They parcel out a spoonful of food they call first bite; a minute or so later, the first half of my meal; and when I've polished that off, the second half. They say this keeps me from throwing up. Miaoo. Don't all cats who live with humans do that?
When Missus Lady finally came inside, she put chicken wings in the toaster oven before going upstairs. She said that I can have a wing when they're done. Purrrrrrrrrrrrr.
THE VAGABOND LOOK
Saturday we had to do errands which meant changing into going-out clothes, but I didn't feel like it. The Husband changed to appropriate cold and rainy wear, while I shrugged into my fancy la-di-dah canvaslike garden smock to hide my orange shorts and purple sweatshirt. I also plopped a chartreuse hat on my head and stuck my feet into hiking boots.
Yup, I looked just like that old lady in the drawing up there.
8. Did Lewis Carroll write Alice in Wonderland for children or disguised it for adults? Carroll has an imagination that I think people may just approach if they were on hallucinogenics. I've read that Carroll's characters and situations are based on the political and socioeconomic climate of his time. The Husband told me that the Mad Hatter used mercury to make hats. Hmmm.
9. Where shall the Wonga-Wonga vine go in the backyard?
I CAUGHT THE RAIN
Soma at Whims & Fancies shared her sketch of a downpour the other day. I love how she showed happy rain in her painting. She generously told me to use white paint or pen for rain. I haven't tried it yet, but the other day I managed to capture the rain with my camera. Whooo-hooo!
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